Calamity of Tomorrow
Chapter 586 586: The Untransmitted Technique

"Daddy!"

Among the peach blossoms that blanketed the mountain, the little boy looked toward the peak and saw a long-haired man sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion at the summit, with a woman in his arms whose eyes were closed, her face serene as though she had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Daddy! Mommy! Look at me—"

"Shhh!" The man raised an index finger to his lips, "Haocu, keep your voice down, let your mother sleep well."

The next moment, as the man stretched out his hand and his sleeve swept through the air, the little boy felt as though he was in the clouds, the surrounding scenery retreating wildly, a whirl of dazzling lights. By the time he regained his senses, he was already back at the foot of the mountain.

Looking up, he saw the peach blossoms on the mountain wither and fall at a pace visible to the naked eye, while snow had unknowingly begun to fall from the sky.

Then, a sigh echoed between heaven and earth, as if time had been accelerated. The snow instantly covered the entire mountain, the blossoms withering away, leaving only bare branches, the whole mountain shrouded in snow.

The little boy stared blankly at the sight before him, feeling the mountain now appeared desolate and forlorn.

...

Atop the platform for the Great Daluo Heaven's tribunal, the immortals and gods in attendance furrowed their brows or wore looks of displeasure as they watched Xiang Haocu perform his magic, seemingly dissatisfied with him utilizing the Nine Heavens Demon Clearing Thunder Technique.

Ming Yue, the Immortal, said indifferently, "The Sweeping Demon Marshal has actually passed the Nine Heavens Demon Clearing Thunder Technique to Xiang Haocu, which seems quite frivolous."

Greedy Wolf True Monarch nodded, "I will report this. After this Great Daluo Heaven's tribunal concludes, the Heaven's Court will surely have a disposition for Xiang Haocu."

Demon Slaying God remarked, "Xiang Tiandi still bears a grudge over past affairs, it seems. Can he really continue serving as the Thunder Department Marshal without issue?"

Xiang Tiandi was indeed the real name of the Thunder Department Demon Sweeping Marshal, and upon hearing Demon Slaying God addressing him directly and bringing up the past, none present spoke.

Only Zi Yang True Monarch, a representative of the Thunder Department, attempted to defend his superior, claiming, "Matters of the Thunder Department are handled internally, and if Marshal Xiang passed down the Nine Heavens Demon Clearing Thunder Technique, he surely had his reasons."

Demon Slaying God sneered, "What reason could there be? It's nothing more than a longing for mortals. I will report this to the Heavenly Sovereign myself, and the Thunder Department had better prepare an explanation."

Although in terms of strength and rank, most of the official gods in Heaven's Court were stronger than the immortals from Wanxian Island.

But Demon Slaying God was the leader of the thirty-six scattered immortals of Wanxian Island, the chosen child of fortune from hundreds of years ago who, upon achieving immortality, saw his cultivation skyrocket. Ordinary gods of Heaven's Court truly couldn't suppress him, and he could even converse on equal terms with the heads of the four departments.

Hence, Zi Yang True Monarch opted for silence, or perhaps he too harbored dissatisfaction with the actions of the Sweeping Demon Marshal, Xiang Tiandi.

...

In the competitors' seats, Zhao Yue was slightly shocked as she listened to Shen Hai, the son of Greedy Wolf True Monarch.

"Nine Heavens Demon Clearing Thunder Technique? The untransmitted secret technique of the Sweeping Demon Marshal?" Zhao Yue inquired, "How did Xiang Haocu learn it?"

The Thunder Department, or rather, the top echelons of Heaven's Court's four departments, possessed unique secret techniques, among which some were known as untransmitted, meaning no one aside from themselves could learn these magics.

Every untransmitted technique had either earth-shattering power or some miraculous utility.

Shi Fa, Jue Ji, and others all looked on, their anticipation for the battle suddenly escalating to its zenith.

Zhao Yue commented, "This battle will be worth watching. If it truly is the Nine Heavens Demon Clearing Thunder Technique, combined with the Thunder Saber, it might penetrate through the armor of the ninth realm."

Within the fabric of Daluo Heaven's time and space, as Xiang Haocu's Thunder Saber in his hand began to flash with lightning extending for miles, he transmitted a message to Zhou Bai, slowly saying:

"Or perhaps you truly wish to claim first place in the Dao Competition, you must at least defeat my Thunder Sword. If you can't even beat me, you have no right to covet the title of first place. Better go back, accumulate your strength, and wait for a future opportunity."

"Zhou Bai, you are still young, with plenty of chances ahead. Why the haste?"

Hearing what Xiang Haocu said, Zhou Bai smiled. With a thought, he had already summoned the Red Heavenly Armor.

The crimson flames began to spread from the red mark on his forehead, quickly enveloping his entire body and forming a suit of tight-fitting, crimson armor. It clung to Zhou Bai's body like an artificial skeleton and flesh, firmly wrapped around him.

In her sea of consciousness, Christina lay on her side, squinting her eyes to watch the scene unfold as if it were a performance.

As she watched, she said, "Elsa, watch closely and remember well. Don't miss a single word; I will test you after the match."

Beside her, Elsa frowned and made a face, continuously taking notes with pen and paper: "Why do I have to remember this!"

Christina spoke, "Only by mastering the art of pretense can the power you cultivate find its place in battle. Do you understand?"

After Zhou Bai put on the Red Heavenly Armor, Tang Ruhai's defensive range naturally expanded to cover the armor.

At the same time, Zhou Bai gestured with his hand, and the Ice Glacier Sword was already in his grasp, with Tang Ruhai's defensive range extending over it.

He looked at Xiang Haocu, who appeared as if he were the Thunder God descended to earth, and, smiling, Zhou Bai said, "Xiang Haocu, your words are good, but they don't mean anything."

"Because you got one thing wrong, one fundamental thing. And that is..."

Boom!

Within the surging sea of flames, Zhou Bai was instantly propelled by the formidable strength of the Red Heavenly Armor right in front of Xiang Haocu.

Xiang Haocu, surrounded by crackling lightning, was shaken, and his Thunder Sword instinctively swung toward Zhou Bai.

The practice of slashing with his sword hundreds of thousands, millions of times, had turned this movement into an instinct for Xiang Haocu—the sword fell even before thought could catch up.

Whoosh! The body of the Thunder Sword shone with streaks of purple lightning, like furious Thunder Dragons.

Centered on Xiang Haocu's body, a hundred meters in every direction was filled with purple lightning, the air reeking of scorched odors.

And the Thunder Sword in his hand was like a bolt of purple lightning, piercing through the air at a speed beyond human perception, and in a flash, it struck Zhou Bai.

With the sword slamming down, Xiang Haocu noticed Zhou Bai's lack of reaction and a shock ran through his heart: 'Not good, the sword is too fast! He won't be able to block it!'

Unfortunately, the distance was too close, and Xiang Haocu's speed in drawing the sword was even faster than thought.

By the time he realized this, myriad bolts of purple lightning had already accompanied the Thunder Sword, striking Zhou Bai simultaneously.

Boom! Amidst the thunderous sound, electric dragons in the air pierced through Zhou Bai's body, and the Thunder Sword brought forth leaping sparks as it powerfully slashed down on Zhou Bai's neck.

But to Xiang Haocu's astonishment, the sword struck, and although purple lightning danced across the armor, the Red Heavenly Armor showed not even a hint of damage. Zhou Bai's body was completely unscathed.

With the sword's strike, Xiang Haocu felt like he was slashing at the ocean itself. Aside from creating a force that resembled surging waves, Zhou Bai himself remained as calm as the sea, undamaged.

Swoosh! Sensing something was wrong, Xiang Haocu withdrew his sword and retreated explosively. His figure, accompanied by a flash of lightning, appeared a hundred meters away, a serious expression on his face as he regarded Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai, as if nothing had occurred, continued the sentence he had started earlier, "…you got one thing wrong, one fundamental thing. And that is that my strength far exceeds yours, even beyond my own imagination."

"To be honest, even I do not know how strong I am now."

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